A Verse with Eight Seven-Character Lines
Recalling the Chongqing Negotiation

All the land belongs to my master,
And we as your people run wild.
All the officials in Chongqing are corrupt,
And no earth in Yan' an is not gold.
Demolishing bridges and undermining roads are for solidarity,
And seizing land and fighting for cities are combat.
Everywhere are whining swan geese and blood,
And to save the people we are determined.